Write an essay about the winter sun

Topic; Sunny life in winter.

After sitting at the table for a long time, I stretched and opened the curtains to look for my white dove, but my eyes were squinted by the sudden brightness, and a large warmth was sprinkled on my face, and I raised the corners of my mouth slightly, enjoying the warmth brought by my patron saint, Apollo. Most of the time in winter, there are always dark clouds, occasionally surprised to see the corner of the sun, but quickly hidden, hidden behind the dark clouds, I can only see the dark clouds laughing wolf heart dog lungs, so the whole person has become moldy, and even smelled a little decadent breath, and now I see the sun's enthusiastic smiling face again, I naturally unscrupulous to enjoy. I like the sun on a winter afternoon, a large area of warmth but not dazzling, like a soft veil, wrapping the whole body, stretching wantonly, the winter sun gently touches every skin of my body, like a mother's hand, white and slender, the air is filled with the sweet smell of sunshine.

I often think that on such a winter afternoon, I hold a magazine in my hand, on the ancient rattan chair in the small courtyard, swaying and shaking, like a tired kitten, lazily spending a beautiful afternoon, the smile slowly soaked into my cheeks, condensed into a crystal clear flower of happiness; Or on the swing on the lawn dotted with a few small white flowers, singing and laughter mingle, and the sun sprinkles every inch of the land, and a faint thing that we call happiness also begins to grow in the land, reaping the fragrance of the garden. I am very happy in the winter afternoon, although those are all imagination, but sometimes, just like now, the imagination in my mind, the record of the flow of water at the tip of the pen, the winter sun is warmly sprinkled on my body, I am happy I don't know why, maybe, happiness can also be about the whole world, a person can also be very happy and happy, these happiness is only related to me, others do not understand, then let them confuse, I, in their own time and space, happy with their own little happiness, happy with their own little happiness. When I get out of school, I often see a crowd of people sitting on small benches, doing the work in hand, chatting a few words from time to time, occasionally bursting into bursts of laughter, and suddenly I feel warm in my heart, and I feel that nature is really kind, and in the cold winter, it adds some sunshine to our hearts.

I said to the people around me: "I like the sun, my screen name is Zhiyang, the sun expels the dense sorrow on my face, I don't know when to climb up, I am destined to absorb the sun, for you to radiate light." "They smile, and I smile.

The world is laughing, and the winter sun warms the heart.

It was still quiet, the sky was gray-blue, and the whole land was still asleep. Suddenly, a trace of red glow spread across the place where the mountain and the sky met, and the range of the red glow continued to stretch and expand. After a while, a small half of the sun finally appeared in front of me.

He was like a child in a red hat, slowly climbing up step by step. Although the speed was very slow, he still climbed the hill. The sun rose higher and higher, shooting out ten thousand golden rays, and a few white clouds floating in the air were gilded with a brilliant gold edge in an instant, and then dyed rose.

At the same time, the eastern half of the sky was dyed red, like a large shining satin. As the sun rises, it shines through the treetops, shining on small patches of forest meadows. The dew on the tree was like a crystal clear pearl, which was immediately evaporated and disappeared when the sun disappeared early.

At noon, I sat on a chair on the balcony and rested in the sun, and a warm current flowed around my body, which was extremely comfortable. I like to bask in the sun like this. The breath of midwinter embraces the earth in the chant of gusts of cold wind.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter are reincarnated, and each season has its own splendor. I love the cold of winter, and I love the winter sun even more, it breaks through the gray sky and smiles, it drives away the cold of winter, and brings a lot of vitality to nature. Sunshine always makes people feel infinitely warm, there is sunshine and bright brightness, and there is sunshine and a comfortable mood.

I often compare my friend's sincere feelings to the sun in winter. Because, the sun is the rarest and warmest in winter. There is no tenderness like spring, which makes the flowers emotional; There is no summer heat, which makes people feel anxious; There is no melancholy like autumn, and I feel sorry for the beautiful maple leaves.

The winter sun, like a gentle nourishment, quietly soothes the lonely heart; It is like a trickle of clear hot springs, bathing the torso and heart. The winter sun gives nature a tolerant warmth and warmth, as well as a precious warmth and tenderness.

The sincere friendship of friends is like a ray of warm sunshine in winter, warming simple feelings; The sincere care of a friend is like a faint moonlight, which can illuminate the lost path of the night; The sincere words of a friend are like a flowing spring, nourishing the heart of a long drought. Cherish our winter sun! Cherish our sincere friendship!